out as the levels go past. I’m almost at the top of
the wall as ‘Level Seven’ passes me. I know I have ten seconds of
relatively easy climbing before the next level drops me. I lose a
little ground as the wall speeds up, but then I find a good
foothold and leap right into the air and towards the bell. I slap
it and the tips of my finger just miss it.
I fall, hitting the ground hard.
Past Prime makes no move to help me. Small Talk is standing next to him, as silent as ever. Never Lies has joined them, and I feel like I’m being
judged.
“Where’s Dark Fire ?” I ask, “I want to
show him I can do this.”
My instructors ignore me, but Dark
Fire steps out of the shadows to join them. He doesn’t look
pleased.
I start my climb again, but this time I feel
a surge of adrenaline that pushes me up the cliff. I’m not
climbing, I’m flying, and no wall will keep me down. I make the
eighth level, the first time I’ve ever got so far, then launch
myself up and at the bell. This time I touch it.
Bing.
I fall, sliding through the air, past the
mats below the infinity wall and towards the ground headfirst. I
stick my arms out to protect myself and hit the ground hard. My arm
snaps and my forehead bangs into the floor. The pain is terrible,
worse than anything I’ve ever felt. I look at my arm and a bone
poking through the skin. I roll over and see Pet Shark smiling at me.
“Help?” I ask.
“Look at you, bleeding everywhere. How
untidy,” says Pet Shark reproachfully.
I didn’t think he was a compassionate man,
but he fetches the medical kit from beside the infinity wall and
pulls it out of its plastic package.
Thank goodness.
Pet Shark hands me the plastic cover
and puts the medical kit back in place.
“Try and bleed into that, you'll make less
mess.”
I stick my arm in the bag and blood starts
pooling in the bottom. I’m losing a lot of blood, but my
instructors don’t make a move to help me.
“I told you this would happen if we pushed
him,” says Never Lies , because she enjoys being right.
She turns her back and walks away.
“He did better than you ever have,” yells Pet Shark , but she just gives him the middle finger without
even turning around.
Small Talk gives Dark Fire an
intense look and then follows Never Lies , leaving my two
doubters to watch over me.
“Guess she was right… I’ve changed my vote,”
announces Dark Fire , “coffee, sensei?”
Pet Shark grabs my shirt and helps me
to my feet.
“You did great, kid,” he says loudly, but
then pulls me close and whispers in my ear, “I never thought you’d
make it. No one ever has, I just wanted to see how far I could push
you. Dark Fire doesn’t mind me playing with the trainees,
but if you tell anyone else I put you up to this, I’ll kill you.
Now get!”
I get.
I find a steward in the corridor and she
helps me to the medical bay. The nurses don't even bat an eye at my
injuries, but just sit me down and pump replacement blood into my
arm. They work with such practiced efficiency that they don’t even
take their eyes off the late night TV show on the monitors. The
doctor arrives, scowls at me, and points me towards a big black
auto-surgery box. I stick my arm in the box. It whirls quietly as
it sets my arm. The nurses give me a glass of orange juice and a
pack of pills while they check my head. I'm feeling pretty good by
the time I finish the juice and pull my arm out of the black box.
It's wrapped in bandages.
“That wasn’t so bad,” I say.
“We haven’t even started yet,” says the
nurse, and pushes a needle into my neck.
I wake up in the sick bay. This has become
such a frequent occurrence that they’ve set up a bed just for
me.
“You should apply for a frequent fliers
card,” says the younger nurse.
The doctor, Got Greedy arrives. He
checks me over and leaves without a word.
“He doesn’t seem to like me much,” I tell the
nurse.
“No,” she says with a smile, “but don’t take
it